It's been a real blue streak for me in general the last two odd years. Dealing with my grandfather's alzheimers, and family who couldn't understand how bad it was until I moved in there, and then all the time it took to get him more help, and convince my grandma of the better alternatives for him. And not two months after we get him settled to a home (thank the powers that be), our neighborhood floods. Two foot of water in the house. So then 10 odd months of construction, because the contractors were doing granmas, then us (me and roomie neighbor). And we all got royally screwed by him (we think he started drugs, but there's so much in the whole scenario, and I'm past wanting to gripe about it finally). Followed by a terrible job. And then when things finally look up, my meds crap out and I tanked into a serious depression for about three months and it was all I could do to get myself out of bed, through work, and back home to sleep.

But, I'm recovering. From all of it. And that's what's important. :3